Words are not just words
they are kisses
on the lips of silence
that speak of your essence
~Vesna~

Saturday, November 6, 2010

True colors



Only now
They show
When they’re about to fall
A true soul


No need
Any more
To create the shade
Greens fade


Gorgeous
Gold
Jewels under the sky
The last cry


Nature’s
Masterpiece
In my hand a fallen leaf
A moment brief


Humbled
I go
Something is left unsaid
A drop of red

True Colors by rob castro

4 comments:

Migue said...

I really love it. Congratulations Veki!!!

I love the melancholy in poems.
This one makes me remember a book that I've got, called, "En el Invierno de mi Vida" (In the Winter of My Life) which has some wonderful poems inside.. :) I'll come back to it to read them again :).

Anyway... I always have a feeling... that I dont understand 100% :)).

diane said...

Beautiful Vesna...the feeling a bit sad and the warm vocals of Nat King Cole. Thank you my dear heart for your lovely comments to me and posting a picture of lovely Mila on Flickr it was good to her again.

levent said...

İs wonderful sound, beautiful a picture and nice a poem....

Thank you ...Vesna

zoe said...

i love this poem! you are such an artist with words!